Tag Archives: young love

They were tiny and squat, hooked at the hip, two figures you’d idly sketch on a notepad. His face, buried in her neck, half concealed, while hers, tilted upward, shimmered like a big, round pearl. Such a landscape it made, … Continue reading →

I’ve been trying to remember my very first crush…the first time my heart was awakened by those sudden butterflies fluttering due to another. There was Bobby Hargrove in the third grade, he in the sixth who was a patrol boy. … Continue reading →

There’s a young girl named Ivy who lives down the block who has a mad crush on the UPS man (as in United Parcel Service). I can’t say I blame her since he looks like a baseball player who doesn’t … Continue reading →